Trauma -BoyxBoy-

Four

The picture above is Mitch. I imagine he looks kind of like jake paul but with a longish buzz cut lol.

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When I woke up I saw the white walls of the hospital room and I turned my head to see Darryn sitting in the chair next to my bed.

"Oh, you're awake, how are you feeling?" he asked quietly. I adjusted myself so I could sign to him, a dull throb spreading through my body.

~My whole body aches but its better than before... wheres mom?~

"shes in the food court grabbing a coffee, she said she would be back soon," he answered and I nodded in response.

"They had to give you stitches for the cuts and they're giving you some pain meds for everything else. The doctor said they'd probably release you after you woke up."

I nodded again, biting my lip and picking at a loose thread on the hospital gown. I felt really exposed in it even though my legs were underneath the sheets on the bed.

we waited for mom to get back and soon enough I was wheeled out of the hospital in a wheelchair and then we finally arrived home.

We get inside and he follows me upstairs, I slowly make my way into my room... with Darryn following closely behind.

The pills in the orange bottle rattled when I set it down on my bedside table. The room is silent as we both have yet to speak. I cursed the fact that the pain pills take a while to kick in because I just want the pain to stop. My body had started to hurt really bad so they gave me some pills to take before we left, the pain had dimmed down bit by bit since then but it's still prominent enough. I swear I can feel every bruise and both cuts burning and throbbing in pain.

This is so awkward... why did Ryn follow me into my room if he wasn't going to talk?

"Sooo... who did this to you?" He questioned. He was leaning on the dresser right by my bedroom door, his arms crossed over his chest.

I guess I thought too soon.

I turned my head to look at him only to see that he was staring back at me. He shakes his head a little as if to say 'tell me.'

I stop twiddling my fingers from the tenseness in the air and but my lip instead, thinking of what to say. I don't want to tell him what actually happened.

~I didn't get to see I was just focused on not being touched.~ At least it's not too much of a lie. When I finished signing he looks away from my hands and stared at me again.

"...Are you sure..?" He asks another time.

I nod adamant about not telling him about Mitch. He's never known before and he won't know now. I already get enough pity as it is.

Darryn sighs and shifts in his spot on the bed.

"I just hate seeing you all bruised with that cut on your cheek... I'm going to kill whoever did this when I find out who it was, but for now, if you don't know who it was then I'll just have to trust you." He does another long sigh, bringing his hands to his eyes. I think h was wiping away tears. "I'll leave you alone then, you should probably get some rest and take a shower, you smell like ass" He chuckled, smiling at me but the worried look was still in his eyes. He reached out, maybe to touch me but he stops short and pats the bed next to me instead. Then he gets up and leaves, hesitating for a second or two, but then he closes the door softly.

About a minute later I decide to take a shower as Ryn suggested. I exit my room and enter the bathroom in the hallway. On my way into the shower, I choose to ignore my reflection, instead, shedding my clothing and entering the shower. I turn on the water to a warm temperature, listening as the pipes make noises indicated that the water is starting to come out.